A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by, One after one the sound of rain and bees Murmuring the fall of rivers, winds and seas, Smooth fields, white sheets of water, and pure sky I have thought of all by turns, and yet do lie Sleepless.
A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by, One after one the sound of rain and bees Murmuring the fall of rivers, winds and seas, Smooth fields, white sheets of water, and pure sky I have thought of all by turns, and yet do lie Sleepless.
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